They shouldn’t be driving day or night They can’t think left, they can only think right The sun reflects off their bald head Like Ian Stuart they’re going to wind up dead Nazis... shouldn’t drive (their cars)

They should’ve paid attention in driver’s ed Instead of hating foreigners, queers and reds Keep your eyes on the highway you loser thug Now you’re squished on the highway like a bug

Ian, Ian, King of the Pit, no friend to you or me Aaaaaaaaaaah! Watch out for that tree!